Title: We (us)
Gender: Drabble, "Psychological?, Clip leg
Summary: Finding out do not know everything about it is not tasteful dish for you.
Warnings: Sometimes I will clip and what happens happens
not even get to remember when was the first time I saw you with five senses fully you. Actually, I think it was a road that I traveled almost blindly to see you finally, because it certainly did not pay much attention to what you were doing or were leaving to do despite being someone so close.
Now you stand before me and do not even know what I see. A young boy, irresponsible and happy? A unknown cold, manipulative and phony? Maybe someone who does not know how to live life and behave with others? None of that, all, anywhere?
When you smile I do not know if you're really happy is a face to hide your true feelings and insecurities of those around you, or you make fun of them as I do myself.
always thought you were good friends think so. Just do not understand why you ignore this way despite its overtures. Perhaps you get tired of them? Just do it to hurt me knowing that you know every corner of my mind, the same as yours?
You lock in a prison mental impossible to open or force. An impenetrable globe where not you let anyone or anything. Have you forgotten me? Is there nothing that can make you change? Is it too late?
do not know, do not know and I would say that I do not care, but we both know that it is not. Nevertheless, there is something never change, because they'll never get me out of your life, and I'll make do with you either.
You, your other self.